I fear this is going to be one of those “you had to be there” stories, but I’m going to tell it anyway because it made me laugh out loud.

The other day I was driving to lunch on one of the East Valley’s very busy east-west corridors, Warner. I glance over at the sidewalk that lines the street, and here’s what I see: a young twenty-something woman wearing exercise clothes and pushing a baby stroller.

Not that unusual, right?

Except that accompanying this particular woman were three standard-sized poodles, white, all clipped in that weird show-ring way with the odd puffs of balls on the sides of their bodies and the poufs of fur on their heads, tails, and feet.

Like this….

That was an astounding sight in and of itself, but suddenly I noticed that the baby carriage didn’t hold the expected toddler. Instead, the stroller was full of four or five little wiggling balls of white fur — poodle puppies.

My guess is two out of the three adult poodles are the parents of the wiggling puppies. The other poodle wasn’t quite as lucky and could only watch.

Poodle porn.

For good measure, here are a couple of photos that tickled me this week….

What’s a kid supposed to do when they’re in Florida besides hold an alligator? My great niece and nephew Mackenzie and Carter display the reptiles.

10-1/2 month old Cole looks like he’s ready to go to a Broncos’ game.

Have a great weekend.